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On Flight Between Bangkok and India
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From my journal:
In Route to India on flight IC 854. Possibly making decent at the moment. I had a moment tody. On the water tax in Bangkok. I love the river taxis, probably my favorite thing about Bangkok. Vibrant, interesting, so much going on for the eyes, it's a liquid carnival, a water dance of boats, unique, fast, accurate, cheap...absolutely the best way to travel so far in SE Asia.
So this moment right...Standing at the back as usual, cruising up river near the East bank through some floating plants. There was a shining white egret perched in the thicket of the plants and waves laped the bunch making it sway back and forth as the sun set a shimmer on the surrounding waves. And I felt so completely grateful to and privileged to be there. I understood in this one scene how precious and unique this vision was for a boy from hicksville Burdett New York.
Last Bangkok things to remember: picnic with thai ladies, mimimini, mae, and honey and frank and lawrence. Franks a musician knows explosions in the sky. Almost missed flight.
On the flight I met the cast and crew of next falls "Amazing Race." You give one couple your guidebook after being told that they and the camera crew are filming a travel documentary. One cameraman says it' s just a pilot and will probably come out on Discovery Channel. But when you go to hand your book to the gentleman and you ask him more about what the specific theme or title of the documentary is, he responds by putting on a cautious and direct face then points at a small black travel bag with orange and yellow stripes down the middle. I shrug my shoulders saying, "i don't know what that is." He then discreetly opens the top zipper and pulls out a black and yellow ticket just enough for me to make out the large bold letters that spell "Race" and I got it. He shook his head knowingly and we winked at each other and I returned to my seat. It all made sense then. And I could easily pick out who the crew were and the various couples. Some were partners, some were family, some were friends. They all seemed to be slightly frantic and on edge and some of them were trying desperately to exchange dollars for Rupees while still on the flight. A pair of young jewish boys asked me for some and I told them they could just go to an ATM at the airport. One replied with, "We won't have enough time." I was shocked by that. Who doesn't have an extra minute for an ATM when vacationing to a foreign country? I knew then something was up.
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